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Quan Huangqian is also a small team, but he is not a small person, he has his connections, he has his background, if he is in a position, there will really be a confrontation into a confrontation, and he can still decide who wins and who loses.

But it is precisely because Quan Huangqian is not a small person that he can't easily stand up, after all, as soon as he stands in the queue, it means that the people behind him will stand together.

It is not easy to stand in a position, so he does not stand in his position, and Quan Huangqian and his subordinates, together with those soldiers who are at a loss, have become spectators of this silent confrontation.

As one of the sources of this silent confrontation, Xiao Yong also discovered the situation outside, and to be honest, if it weren't for the deal with Pu Xingtang, he really wanted to turn this confrontation into a battle.

Why? Because he's a foreign monk!

There will be casualties in the battle, these people are all monks in the secret realm, and if they die, they will die.

Yin Zhengu also found that the silent confrontation spread to the entire military camp, in fact, he also wanted to turn the confrontation into a battle, the reason was too simple, this matter together, his father Yin Hou Cheng Yin City Lord had an excuse to directly intervene in the affairs of the Xianwei camp.

However, Yin Zhengu has no bottom in his heart.

The longer he confronted Xiao Yong, the more Yin Zhengu felt that Xiao Yong was unfathomable.

In other words, this is another person he can't read and can't read through.

For this kind of person, it is easy to deal with someone like Lin Yun who is not strong, but this is brave...... Is it like a lack of strength? I'm just afraid that if I'm not careful, he, Yin Zhengu, may really not be able to get out of this military tent. 潶し言し格 Intoxicated Chapter has been uploaded

"And those eight old guys outside, at a glance they are all rubbish, but I didn't expect them to be all masters!"

If it was really a waste, Yin Zhengu's soldiers rushed in and killed a brave ......

"Ahh

Yin Zhengu's mind was already a little confused, this confusion came from his lack of confidence, and the more he secretly affirmed himself, the stronger this lack of confidence became.

Xiao Yong has faced the Heavenly Tribulation, and has faced the high-level of various sects, compared to them, Yin Zhengu is nothing, so he is not worthy of making him unconfident.

One side is not confident, the other side is undiminished, so silent confrontation, the unconfident side can only retreat.

"Poof!"

Although it was a confrontation, it was also dangerous, so Yin Zhengu suffered internal injuries in this defeat, but it was not serious, but it made him very angry.

Anger didn't evolve into anger, Yin Zhengu didn't want to die here after all, he wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and said inwardly: "Ye Yong! You'd better hope that this Immortal Guard Camp won't fall into the hands of my Yin Zhengu! Otherwise, you look good!"

Dropping these words, Yin Zhengu left, walking in a hurry, without any grace.

As soon as Yin Zhengu left, the soldiers under him naturally followed, and they didn't actually get a favor in the silent confrontation.

The other party is like a stubborn stone, let them be in the waves, and the other party will not move.

They are still conceited when they come, and they are ...... when they go They were a little gloomy.

"It's a shame that even a few old, weak, sick and disabled can't compare!"

And as soon as these people left, those who stood on Yin Zhengu's side could only retreat.

Xiao Yong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and neither did the eight veterans, and the others naturally did not make their own decisions, let alone ...... Their battalion commander, Ye Zizhi, was not in the battalion.

Ye Zizhi is in the painting boat teahouse, not only him, but Yin Houcheng is also there.

"Brother Ye, your nephew is really extraordinary," Yin Houcheng and Ye Zizhi sat at the same table, he took a sip of tea, and said: "But there is a saying that 'the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.'" 'Isn't this nephew of yours afraid of a strong wind?'

Ye Zizhi doesn't like to drink tea, he likes to smell tea, he asks to smell lightly, and says lightly: "If you don't see wind and rain, how can you grow and thrive?"

Yin Houcheng blew lightly and blew over a floating tea leaf: "I can block it for a while, but I can't stop it for a lifetime." ”

Ye Zizhi shook the teacup lightly, and the tea in the cup rolled up a whirlpool: "It's a while to help, but I really can't help, it's a big deal to move some Xiumu to accompany him." ”

Yin Houcheng put down the teacup and sighed softly: "Why bother?"

Ye Zhijing held the teacup, waited for the cup to be quiet, and said calmly: "The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind rises first." ”

Yin Houcheng slapped the table, didn't use his cultivation, and simply slapped his palm: "I'm for the good of Xiancheng!"

Ye Zizhi raised his eyes and looked: "Is it for Xiancheng, or for yourself, only you know." ”

Yin Hou Cheng is the city lord of Immortal City Seventeen, and he has become the highest-ranking person in this realm, but he doesn't want to stop there, in the end, Immortal City Seventeen has failed to satisfy his ambitions.

To this end, Yin Houcheng has to do many things, one of which is to let Yin Zhengu replace Ye Zizhi's position as the commander of the Xianwei Battalion.

The Xianwei camp is a barracks, and if there are soldiers in the barracks, they can be used for military purposes.

If Yin Zhengu becomes the battalion commander, then the military affairs of this Xianwei battalion can only serve Yin Houcheng's ambitions.

If a soldier is to die, and if he does what is the ambition of one man, then there will be no need for casualties.

Ye Zizhi cherishes the soldiers and doesn't want that to happen.

"Can you tell me when your nephew started cultivating?" Yin Houcheng was very curious.

Ye Zizhi smiled and said nothing, he wouldn't say that Xiao Yong was a foreign monk, and as long as he didn't say it, Xiao Yong himself didn't say it, no one would know.

Those few people who grabbed Xiao Yong and went to the Immortal Guard Camp? ...... Ye Zizhi loves soldiers, but he is not a saint.

Yin Houcheng couldn't get an answer, and he didn't ask much, but said again: "Ye family...... It's not monolithic. ”

This "Ye family" naturally refers to the Ye family where Ye Zizhi is located, a huge family, if you want to be ironclad, even if the foreign enemy attacks, it may not be possible.

"Besides......" Ye Zizhi also told the truth: "Your City Lord's Mansion is not an iron plate. ”

This incident hit Yin Houcheng's sadness, he never thought that the Golden Wing Fang, which he raised as his son, actually colluded with mysterious forces.

It's time to talk, it's time to talk, Yin Houcheng failed to convince Ye Zizhi, and Ye Zizhi failed to persuade Yin Houcheng, the two were silent for a while, their silence did not turn into a silent confrontation, after they were silent, they got up one after another and waved goodbye.

This parting, the past friendship between the two ended.

This parting means that Ye Zizhi and Yin Houcheng are also on the opposite side.

Immortal City Seventeen couldn't be stable, or rather, from the moment the undercurrent spread by the Golden Wing Fang surged in the city, the stability no longer existed.

Ye Zizhi left the painting boat teahouse and returned to the Xianwei camp in a leisurely manner.

The atmosphere in the camp was not very good, because there were many people who stood on Yin Zhengu's side, and these people couldn't follow Yin Zhengu out of the Xianwei camp.

The people who stand on Ye Zizhi's side can't get used to them, thinking that they are traitors, and they are all standing in line, so they are not afraid that they will not be used to it, besides, they still can't get used to them!

As soon as Ye Zizhi came back, no matter who was not used to seeing whom, he had to hide that expression, this was the majesty of the battalion commander.

Ye Zizhi didn't blame those who didn't stand behind him, everyone had their own ambitions, and he couldn't force anyone.

But this Immortal Guard Camp, he will not hand it over to Yin Zhengu, because this Immortal Guard Camp is a barracks that surrounds the Seventeenth Immortal City, and it is used to resist beast cultivation, not to realize his ambitions.

Ye Zizhi returned to the camp, walked around the camp, and came to the brave military tent.

The eight veterans were there again, secretly drinking, and they were not afraid that Ye Zizhi would see them, and Ye Zizhi didn't say anything about them when he saw them.

In the military tent, Xiao Yong is resting, of course, it is said to be resting, but it is not the kind of rest that lies down on the bed and sleeps, it is meditation and exercise, and the exercises are operated.

Sensing the arrival of Ye Zizhi, Xiao Yong opened his eyes and said, "Is there something wrong with me?"

Ye Zizhi said: "Can't you come and sit if it's okay?"

Yes, of course, Xiao Yong sat down as if he had nothing to do, closed his eyes and continued to exercise.

Due to the changes brought about by the power of flesh and blood, the brave bone body has basically completely changed into a flesh and blood body, which leads to the cultivation method of the bone painting magic technique is somewhat different from before.

The Bone Painting Divine Technique can only be cultivated with a bone sketch totem, and when the original bone body was still there, this bone sketch totem was a circle around his waist.

Now that the bone body is gone, this circle of bone sketch totems is there, but it can no longer be circled around the waist, they are included in his body, and they are wrapped around the ribs that can transform the power of bone elements.

At the beginning, the cyclone drawn with the power of the bone element was placed in the lower back of the bone body, but now it can only be transferred to the bone at the lower back.

With this change, the direction of the development of Xiaoyong's future painting path is like that.

The things that paint the Tao in the ink palace technique, Xiao Yong painted them on the stone of the painting path, and the things that painted the Tao in the aspect of the bone magic trick, he painted them inside the bones of the body.

Now that the painting things in the ink palace are in the forefront, it is time to find a time to walk away the painting things in the aspect of the bone painting magic trick.

Because now that the flesh and blood have been restored, the strength of the bones can still make the flesh strong.

Ye Zizhi saw that Xiao Yong was practicing, and he really sat and sit, without disturbing, he ...... Observing, observing this alien monk in front of him.

As a result of observation, the foreign monks were no different from them, they were all Terrans.

"I heard that the outside world is the world of the human race, and although the world here is still dominated by the human race, there is still a threat from the beast cultivators. ”

Ye Zizhi muttered to himself: "If you can get the monks here to accept foreign monks, and at the same time ask the foreign monks to help deal with the beast cultivators...... Maybe our days will be much better. ”

Perhaps, it's hard to say.

Ye Zizhi also knew that this human race ...... The biggest feature is infighting.

For example, Yin Hou Cheng, the threat of this beast cultivator is still there, and in order for his ambition to be able to exert it, he actually started to seize power a long time ago.

"It's sad!" Ye Zizhi could only shake his head, but he had to shake his head, such a world really disliked him.

Ye Zizhi thought about him, but he didn't find that Xiao Yong had finished his cultivation, and observed him in turn.

The same conclusion is that they are all human races, so why do they have to separate an external and internal?